A Poets Funeral Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

A Poets Funeral

Rating: 4.4


26/10/10 a poets funeral

On a very humid Tuesday morning
A cavalcade of cars slowly move by

Rose petals on the hot black tarmac
Like words from his directory of verse
Or tear drops for the one now beyond his time

Then the poet himself comes grinning wide
Enjoying the ambulance wind shield ride
Even as most of him lay inside properly iced

The poet whom the state briefly forgot
In his dying days – a tramp in hospital corridors
Now inching towards his hour of crowning glory
To fresh garlands and stately wreaths
Before the switch is finally flipped
And he is consecrated to the elements five

A state funeral for a derelict poet
A poet who now will continue to live on ……………………..

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this when the celebrated Malayalam street poet Ayyapan died in Trivandrum. Largely ignored while living, he was cremated with all state honors.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dinesan Madathil 25 September 2013

I too feel the govt machinery did not do anything for his rescue in his last days. WELCOME TO POEM HUNTER... The poet Ayyappan could have been taken care of had he desired so with a different mindset.. To an extent he was a peculiar individual and he invited such an end for himself. You have told a bitter truth here. Thanks sir

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Geetha Jayakumar 25 September 2013

It's very sad but true, often the recognition comes after death. Thank you Sir, for Uplifting and Valuable comments for my poems. Thanks a lot.

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Lyn Paul 25 October 2013

Very moving and I thank you for the Poet notes. A Tramp in hospital corridors yet now will be remembered. once again... heartfelt words.

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Edmund Strolis 21 October 2015

Your visual of the rose pedals on the tarmac was eloquent and vivid.

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Valsa George 13 July 2015

Many poets live desolate And they die derelict After their death may come fame But what use if they had to live in shame! I remember the great poet Ayyappan who slept in railway stations and shop verandhas, but was cremated with state honors! An interesting read!

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Walterrean Salley 07 October 2014

Amazing. I find this touching, and very interesting. …But that's the way of life; we know the beginning, but not the end. A profound tribute for a fellow poet.

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Long on legacy and full of feelings! Well done my friend! e

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Roseann Shawiak 07 November 2013

Enjoyed the gentle humor of the windshield ride, felt the sadness of a poet dying, although he was buried with honors and lives on even in your poem. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for your comments on my poem: Proceeding Nowhere. RoseAnn

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